The afterlife blew up Gensokyo

It doesn't matter if the other party is unwilling to help her; she can accomplish that herself. After finding her sister, she and Fran will change their names and go far away to another place.

So it doesn't matter, it's just a crime of this magnitude. She had already seen through the fate of the vampires. Those who try to go against the general trend of the world will only end up destroying themselves.

As long as I follow the guidance of fate as I do now, I will surely find the most important person in my life, my dearest and most obedient little sister, Flandre Scarlet...

Under the glow of the Crimson Moon, Remilia walked slowly along the crimson corridor. Because she had killed everyone in the Scarlet Devil Mansion, the place was now eerily quiet.

...It was so quiet that she could even hear her own heartbeat.

Fran... your sister will be here to find you soon...

Quietly and slowly, Remilia turned a corner, and according to fate, the most important person in her life was just ahead.

As her gaze moved downwards, Remilia's entire body trembled uncontrollably when she saw a figure lying in a pool of blood.

She clearly recognized the figure lying quietly in a pool of blood. It was the closest person to her, someone she had sent away from the Scarlet Devil Mansion a few days ago, someone who had been by her side for over a decade since childhood.

Her personal maid, the head maid of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, the only human in the entire Scarlet Devil Mansion...

"Sakuya...? The most important person in my life...?"

As if all her strength had been drained, Remilia stared blankly at the blood-soaked corpse lying in a pool of blood before her, collapsing to the ground, her mind a complete blank.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a void in the left side of her chest.

In a daze, she didn't know how much time had passed. When two anxious voices rang out, Remilia's previously vacant eyes finally regained some color.

"What on earth happened? What's going on at the Scarlet Devil Mansion!?"

"It seems that not only over there, but also over here, a similar change has occurred."

"Of course I know... Where's Sakuya!? She said she was going to come back to report to her mistress. The Scarlet Devil Mansion is in such a state, she wouldn't... Put me down!!"

“...Your injuries are far more serious than I imagined. Although I managed to stabilize your condition over there, it would be best if I carried you for now.”

"I know my own body best!! This is not the time to worry about these things. The most important thing right now is to find... Sakuya!?"

Her tone suddenly changed. Patchouli, who was being held in Saint Byakuren's arms, had already seen the figure lying in a pool of blood... and the petite girl sitting blankly in front of the corpse.

Stumbling down from Byakuren's arms, Patchouli rushed to the side of the corpse. However, it was obvious that the person, who was just an ordinary, weak human, had been dead for a long time, and even the blood had cooled down.

Kneeling amidst the pool of blood, Patchouli remained silent for a long time before raising her head to look at the little girl in front of her.

"What the hell happened here?"

"........."

—The only response she received was a deathly silence.

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Patchouli had set off for the Crimson Prison several days earlier. With the help of the True God, the mole, who provided the most detailed maps and troop deployment locations, the infiltration process was not too difficult.

Out of concern, Byakuren did not go to the Scarlet Devil Mansion in the end, but followed behind her to look for her. If Byakuren had not rescued her in time, she would probably have been killed by Flandre long ago.

She overestimated herself and underestimated her opponent. She originally thought that the witch's magic would calm her down, but instead, her opponent directly used violence to destroy it.

The deadlock was broken with the arrival of a human girl who claimed to be the young lady's maid.

After that, Patchouli and Byakuren stayed there to set up magic arrays, hoping to use magic to help Flandre suppress the uncontrollable violent emotions in her heart.

Everything was going smoothly. If only a little more time had passed, Flandre would have returned to normal, at least she wouldn't have gone berserk for no reason over trivial matters anymore. And since almost no one dared to go to the Crimson Prison, they had plenty of time and opportunity to do all this.

Seeing that everything was developing in the best possible way, the human girl politely bid them farewell, intending to return to the Scarlet Devil Mansion to report the good news to her mistress.

Given the circumstances at the time, there was no point in the other party staying there any longer. It would be better to go back and report everything to their young mistress in order to avoid any unforeseen changes.

—That's how it was supposed to be.

For reasons that neither Saint Byakuren nor Patchouli have yet figured out, the magic circle originally intended to calm Flandre's mind has failed, and she has gone berserk once again.

Because Patchouli was busy forging the Philosopher's Stone to suppress Flandre's violent spirit, she was so engrossed in it that she forgot everything else and was directly and seriously injured by her opponent.

If Flandre had suddenly disappeared from their sight for some unknown reason, they would probably have been easily killed by her long ago.

Worried that something might have happened at the Scarlet Devil Mansion, Patchouli disregarded her own severe injuries and urged Byakuren to bring her there.

...However, what happened at the Scarlet Devil Mansion was far beyond her expectations.

Just then, accompanied by a slight spatial fluctuation, the space around them was forcibly torn open, forming a white light gate, and a calm voice came from inside the light gate.

"Bring them all here."

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This war, which broke out between the vampires and the heavens and hells, ended in a way that no one had anticipated.

The entire island was completely frozen. With two madmen fighting each other without any regard for the consequences, continuing the battle was pointless.

It's unclear when exactly, but Hell quietly withdrew under Lucifer's instructions. After all, God hadn't appeared for a long time, and it seemed unlikely that he would appear until the very end of the battle, so continuing the fight was pointless.

Closely following behind were the vampire forces, who, under the guidance of the true traitor, quietly retreated from the battlefield. Under this true traitor's leadership, their retreat was even faster than that of the underworld. Those who disobeyed and refused to retreat either died on the battlefield or were secretly eliminated by the true traitor while the situation was chaotic.

In the end, apart from the two madmen fighting, all that remained on the battlefield were the bewildered angels, who found themselves without any opponents.

As casualties mounted and the angels waited in vain for instructions from their Lord, they had no choice but to withdraw their troops.

In the end, only three people remained on the entire battlefield.

One is Flandre going berserk, another is Cirno going completely mad, and the last one is Rumia just observing and slacking off the whole time.

"What a pity, it seems that Cirno won't be able to kill that monster brat... It looks like I'll have to finish him off in the end."

Rumia, who had been watching the entire battlefield from the very center, shook her head slightly.

"Fairies don't truly die; they only regenerate. But even if you are reborn, with your essence damaged, you don't know what you'll become...!"

Her expression suddenly changed slightly, and Rumia's figure instantly turned into darkness and disappeared on the spot, only to regroup in the distance a second later.

"Was it necessary to run so fast?"

Looking at Rumia, who managed to break free from his grasp in time, Shi Bai appeared slightly surprised.

"Are you suggesting I run away so you can catch me and eat me?"

Rumia gave a cold smile.

"Those who come here with ill intentions do not come with good intentions. I don't think you're here for anything good."

"Don't think of me in such a dark light. I just wanted to invite you to take classes at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Shi Bai pursed his lips.

"I see now. You guys just need a proper education. You need to be immersed in culture before your personalities can even change a little bit. Just go to school and attend classes obediently. I'll let you go when you can get over 90 on every exam."

"School……?"

After a slight pause, Rumia decisively shook her head.

"Sorry, I can never be bound to any place, and nothing has ever been able to bind me... I don't think we had much of a relationship before, right? On the contrary, it seems you really tricked me. Can't you just pretend you never saw me?"

"You're dreaming. Don't even think about it. It's out of the question."

Shi Bai rolled his eyes.

"Today, you have to come with me whether you want to or not. If you're so capable, you can try to run away from me, but you'll have to have the ability first... Why don't you try to escape a little?"

As he spoke, Shi Bai tilted his head slightly and pressed his neck with his hand.

"I've been staying at school and sunbathing these past few days, and it feels like I haven't exercised in ages. I wouldn't mind playing a real-life hide-and-seek game with you. Didn't you have a lot of fun chasing Alice and the others? Now I'll make sure you have even more fun... How about this?"

Shi Bai stretched out a finger in front of him.

"To avoid being accused of bullying the weak, and to be fair, I can let you run for ten minutes first, how about that? If that's not enough, we can add more."

"........."

After a brief silence, Rumia obediently raised her hands.

"I surrender. Do whatever you want with me... just don't feed me to that guy."

"Hmm? You really don't want to try running away? Everyone should have dreams. What if you actually succeed in escaping?"

Shi Bai looked regretful.

"Don't worry, I can assure you that I will go a little lighter."

"...I really surrender."

"Tch, this is boring. I even brought weapons..."

With a look of disappointment, Shi Bai threw the spiked club he had hidden behind his back onto the ground. It made a heavy thud, and even the ground trembled a few times. The thick layer of ice was cracked in the middle.

Rumia: "..."

P.S. Good morning!

Chapter Thirty: A Shock to Remy for Hundreds of Years

The gloom of the past few days has faded, and the sun has returned to the earth.

The Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was unusually lively compared to usual.

"The person is dead. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. There's no hope of saving him."

Holding a medical record book and wearing a white coat commonly used by doctors, Shi Bai walked in from outside. In a businesslike manner, he spoke to the petite vampire who was sitting in the corner with his legs drawn up, looking like he had fallen into a state of self-isolation.

Are you going to see her one last time?

"...Even the dead can see it?"

After a brief silence, Remilia looked up at him.

"Of course, as long as you sign this contract, she should be queuing up in the underworld right now."

With a snap of his fingers, Shi Bai handed over a contract that was virtually identical to one that a certain foodie had signed before.

"You've never been to the underworld, have you? Bringing a living person there would seriously break the rules, so don't be fooled by the harsh conditions in the contract, actually... uh..."

Looking at the girl in front of him who hadn't even glanced at the contract before biting her finger and signing her name on it, Shi Bai's lips twitched slightly.

Are you sure you don't want to take a look?

"It doesn't matter, I have nothing left to lose."

Remilia, who was not even as tall as a ten-year-old child, jumped off the bed and spoke calmly.

“I don’t sense any malice from you. This isn’t some kind of fateful prying, but purely personal intuition… What are you doing?”

Remilia paused slightly as she saw the man in front of her suddenly squat down and seemingly build a door with strange bricks.

"First, take the Hell Gate to Hell, then turn around from the Western Hell side to go to the Underworld... Alright, the contract is in effect, you can come over now."

He raised his finger, took the contract back from his hand, and coughed slightly.

"Remember this: everything is in black and white, and there's no deception. You can't deny the contract you signed today later. After all, it's a legally binding guarantee. Even if there are some strange contract terms, you've already agreed to them, so you can't go back on your word."

"...Can I look at the contract again?"

After a moment of silence, Remilia reached out her hand to him.

"No. Okay, hurry up and finish what you need to do here. I have other things to do."

He casually put the contract into his storage ring and then extended his hand to the seemingly dignified young lady in front of him.

"Just hold my hand."

"........."

For Remilia, this was a rather peculiar journey.

From childhood to adulthood, as far back as she can remember, she has almost never left the Scarlet Devil Mansion. She has almost no friends, and her only relative is her younger sister.

The power she wields is a power called destiny.

She could see the fate of others, but she could never see her own. As the saying goes, a doctor cannot heal himself, and perhaps that is the only way she understood this.

Even so, she was unwilling to be controlled by others all this time, to be a young lady imprisoned in the Scarlet Devil Mansion, and to become a prisoner of so-called fate.

So she wanted to defy fate.

Then, she tasted the heavy consequences of her rebellion against fate.

His younger sister is still missing, his only friend and personal maid was killed by his own hands, and he wiped out everyone in the Scarlet Devil Mansion by himself... What else is there to lose?